With the evidence, Wang Xiao no longer dwells on the pricing of the first prize. He thought that he must not understand women as well as the lesbians. They all thought that this thing was free, so he should stop being so nagging!
He originally planned to send the samples and patterns directly to the textile factory, but was stopped by Lin Nianhe.
"Uncle Wang, first make fifty of each for me," Lin Nianhe said. "I have to agree in advance that these seven hundred will be given away for free."
"Free gift?" Wang Xiao's lung tube was poked, and his voice rose unconsciously, "Giving it to whom?"
"Provincial City Military Region Art Troupe." Lin Nianhe said slowly, "If the comrades of the art troupe wear our hairbands when they go out to perform, then not only the supply and marketing society in the provincial capital will come to us to purchase goods."
Wang Xiao understood what Lin Nianhe meant, but he still felt distressed: "Isn't giving away seven hundred for free a bit too much? Can it be less?"
Lin Nianhe looked at him expressionlessly: "Do you know how many people there are in the provincial capital's cultural troupe? Do you know how many military dependents there are? Do you know who among them has anything to do with the supply and marketing cooperative?"
Wang Xiaojie said weakly: "No, I don't know..."
Lin Nianhe said to his heart, what a coincidence, I don’t know either.
She cleared her throat and said seriously: "Uncle Wang, if you don't want to let go of the child, you can't trap the wolf. If you feel that my method is not good, you can go to the provincial capital supply and marketing cooperative in person and ask them if they are willing to sell our hair flowers. .”
Wang Xiao shook his head and waved his hands desperately: "Forget it, the people in the supply and marketing cooperative in the provincial capital are so arrogant that they have to ask grandpa and grandma to buy things and let them sell things... I'd better use your method. I will too." Can save two train tickets.”
Lin Nianhe: "..."
She couldn't even imagine that Uncle Wang's trust in her was worth two train tickets to the provincial capital.
Lin Nianhe didn't want to comment, so she pointed to the phone on the table: "Uncle Wang, can you borrow a phone?"
Wang Xiaozhao is by no means a person who is reluctant to part with small money, but in his eyes, every penny is big money. When Lin Nianhe said he wanted to use the commune's phone, he subconsciously replied: "Don't your brigade have a phone?"
"Oh, then if you are not in a hurry, I will go back to the brigade and call to arrange this matter. I am not in a hurry. I just suddenly thought that I am more familiar with the Jingcheng compound. I can just mail them a part of the hair. It's just a matter of time. It takes a lot of time to do it once..."
"Hit! Use whatever you want!"
Wang Xiao not only gritted his teeth and said "use it as you like", but also consciously left the office and closed the door for Lin Nianhe.
Lin Nianhe raised his eyebrows, picked up the phone, and called Sun Bo first.
"Uncle Sun, this is Lin Nianhe, hello!" Lin Nianhe said to the phone with a smile, "I'm calling you to report on the donation expenses of comrades in the military region. In addition to buying schoolbags and stationery for the students, I also bought them I picked up some extracurricular books, and our principal specially asked me to thank my comrades for their kind deeds.”
When Sun Bo heard this, he also smiled: "Okay, okay, it is better than anything else to make the children live a better life!"
"Well, one more thing," Lin Nianhe said, "Our Lanxian Textile Factory has opened a head flower production line. Our leaders are particularly grateful to the comrades in the military region for their support and specially gave some head flowers to everyone."
"No, no, no, that's your product, we can't ask for every stitch from the villagers..."
"These are processed on behalf of the parents of the primary school children in our village, and it is also their heartfelt wish. If you don't accept them, the villagers will feel uncomfortable." Lin Nianhe said the excuse he had thought up early in the morning, and said sincerely, "Folks, I have nothing to give to you. It's just a little kindness. You must accept it."
"This..." Sun Bo hesitated, "This is against the rules!"
Lin Nianhe deliberately hesitated for a moment and said: "The head flowers from our textile factory have not yet been officially sent to the supply and marketing cooperative for sale, so you just treat it as helping us open up sales. Is that okay?"
Sun Bo just thought that she was trying his best to accept the thank-you gifts from the villagers. He thought that spending a few heads was not worth much, so he agreed: "Okay, then I will make the decision and accept it for everyone!"
He thought that if the flower head was really good, then he would help deliver it to the supply and marketing cooperative. After all, he could not take advantage of the villagers in vain.
After hanging up the phone, Lin Nianhe dialed Lin's father's number again.
"Hello, I am Lin Binghui."
"Hello, Minister Lin, my name is Lin Nianhe."
"..."
After the familiar silence, Lin Nianhe laughed out loud: "Dad, how are you and mom these days?"
Father Lin also smiled and replied: "Everything is fine, everything is fine, how are you doing recently? Is the autumn harvest over?"
"It's over, it's snowing today!" Lin Nianhe replied with a smile, "I've been a little busy recently, so I haven't called you."
"Haha, put your work first. Your mother and I are fine. Don't worry."
"Yes." Lin Nianhe said with a smile, "Then let me report to you my recent work?"
"Okay! Let me hear what my daughter has done!"
Lin Nianhe told the story about the match factory and the textile factory. In order to prevent Wang Xiaojie from crying while holding the phone later, she tried to be as concise and concise as possible to take up as little call time as possible.
The last time Father Lin received a call from Lin Nianhe was before the autumn harvest. He never expected that his daughter would be able to do such a big thing in the past month!
Minister Lin was stunned for a long time, and then said: "Daughter, Dad is really happy that you can do these things for the villagers... I was always worried that you would have a lot of discomfort in the countryside, but now it seems that you and the villagers We get along really well, and you treat them as family members.”
Only when you are not afraid of the trouble of running around your loved ones, will you fundamentally want to pull them up.
Dad Lin rubbed his reddish eyes and smiled proudly.
Lin Nianhe's eyes flashed with tenderness, and he said: "Everyone is very good to me, and the leaders here are also very good. They are all hard-working people who devote themselves to production and construction... I want to do something for them."
"Well, that's good." Dad Lin confirmed, "Daughter, dad is proud of you."
"Hehe..." Lin Nianhe smiled, "Dad, I will send a package to my home in a while. There are some flowers in it. Could you please ask mom to share it with our neighbors?"
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"It's just to show the comrades in the capital the head flowers produced by our Lanxian textile factory."
Father Lin instantly understood what Lin Nianhe meant and said, "If someone likes it, will they go to the supply and marketing cooperative to ask? The supply and marketing cooperative will inquire about the source, and finally go to Lan County to purchase goods?"
Lin Nianhe stared and told lies: "Dad, you are so wise! I didn't expect so much!"
"Hahaha... you are so clever! Okay, send it here, dad will do it for you - but you have to pay attention to the quality, understand?"
"I understand, don't worry, Dad!"
Lin Nianhe chatted a few more words with Father Lin about their daily life, and then hung up the phone when someone came to call Father Lin to go to a meeting.
Father Lin put down the phone, took his work notes, and as soon as he opened the door, he shouted boldly: "Lao Su!"
(End of chapter)
